November seems to have the thankless job of cleaning up after October’s carnival. She seems to need to becalm the outdoors to promote the glowing celebration of Thanksgiving indoors. It’s a work in progress at this point, which makes for a betwixt time.
At this time, the fading makeup on viburnum leaves provokes memories of October’s Mardi-Gras-like parade. Yet, the bleaching blades and graying tufts of silver grass remind us that the mostly monochromatic drama of winter will be opening in a wood near us soon:
(Images taken in Brooklin, Maine, on November 3, 2025.)